I’ve got nothing left
to offer the day
except a nod
acknowledging
that I’m giving in
to the end of
try try trying.
There is nothing
urgent.
There is no one
perfect solution.
No need to add
to this reduction.
Just be here.
Stay.
Here.
Absorbed
into the enigmatic moment.
Body sensations clear.
Discomfort and ease.
Suffer and be happy,
Human being.
I am only able
to do what
I am able
to do.
Wildflower.
You were hidden.
Like a sunset, silent.
Brightly undiscovered.
And unreliant.
On human valuation.
Or a gardener’s attention.
Shaking in the wind.
A natural convention.
You are a thing
that is thriving.
Wild.
Flower.
I left the crag at magic light.
Moment of solitude.
Gratitude.
Happy upwelling.
Smiling at the heavens.
Inward.
Lilies on the periphery.
Speckled.
Orange.
Deliberate.
Beauty comes in a torrent tonight.
there’s a home run
a home run
inside
of you
so…
step up
to the plate
that’s all that life
requires
of you
amber samaya 